That Night

Gwenneth relayed her plans for investigating the department to Saris on the limo ride home. Arthur had effectively kept her at arms length over the course of the day, but he was finally out of excuses. She confirmed with him before she left that she would be spending the rest of her time in his department shadowing him directly. When they arrived at their penthouse apartment they shared a small meal and went their separate ways for the night.

Gwenneth spent the next two hours exercising furiously. Tread mill, sit ups, battle ropes, by the end her dark purple skin was covered in a sheen of sweat, her loose tank top soaked. The exercise hadn’t done anything to calm her down though. She still felt pent up, full of energy. She went to go take a shower. She turned on the water and grabbed her phone while she waited for it to heat up. The water heater could supply a battleship but the apartment was so large that the water had to travel to get there.

Her ass landed on the counter while she brought up her favorite video. She leaned back against the cool mirror as she brought one foot up on the counter. Her hand drifted lower as the Video started. Her fingers began to work themselves faster. "Hey Daddy, I know you said that if I passed all my classes this semester you'd buy me a new car, but..." The actress was a dark elf from another clan, less prosperous clan clearly if she was reduced to acting in cheap tawdry performances such as this. She wore a white shirt tied up to reveal a toned midriff, with a plaid skirt, that was in no universe practical or appropriate especially for a scholastic setting. Playing her "daddy" was a very fit human male, with a clean shaven head, and very short stubble. Gwen hit the skip button four times. The actress was bent over her "daddy's" knee, and his hand slapped her pert ass.

"Oh Daddy, I promise to be a good girl!" Slap! His hand dropped down onto her dark grey ass. Gwen picked up the pace. Her fingers danced. Steam rose out of the shower raising the temperature in the large bathroom, the cool countertop pressed into her ass. Her mouth trembled. "D-Daddy." Gwen tested the word. As she said it, she put herself in the actress's shoes. She imagined herself bent over the knee of a large gruff man, as he smacked her ass and told her she was a bad girl.

She hit the skip button a few more times. Now the elf was kneeling in front of him. His cock slapped against her face, and she devoured it hungrily. The human groaned. "Good girl." As he said it Gwen felt herself tremble with excitement. Suddenly she imagined herself on her knees in front of Mr. Penn, calling him Daddy as she sucked on his cock. Her fingers pressed harder. She would love to hear him call her his good girl. She could practically taste his cock in her mouth, so she tested the word again. “Daddy. Please Daddy.” Her fingers picked up the pace. She hit skip again. He was behind her now, impossibly thick cock filling her, asking if she’d be his good girl. Gwen answered for her. “Yes daddy, I’m your good girl!” She shuddered and bucked against her fingers.

She played with herself lazily, putting the phone back down on the counter as the bathroom filled with steam. She- did she really just cum to the thought of her boss calling her a good girl? That- He was good looking, for a human.